And through all the pain, I arose victorious.
Not in a battle of becoming ‘normal’, because I seemingly despise that word in every sense, but in a battle against the voices in my head; a battle to become happy, and nothing else.
I fought from the moment I knew something was off, and I will fight until the day I die.
I will continue to rise when I happen to fall.
I will live a life of happiness and contentment.
I will not succumb to the voices; not now, not then, not ever.